East

Dago felt drawn East, which he wasn’t sure was a good thing or not. It gave him a bit of an uneasy feeling, but he went down the path anyway. He walked for several miles before he realized where he was.

Suddenly, the temperature shot up by several degrees. Even as cold as he was, he was beginning to feel hot and uncomfortable. He started walking along a cliff. He nervously glanced over the side and could see several thousand bodies piled up in a ravine with several hundred demons shoveling coals on top of them. He shuddered. He was in the Lust circle, damn his bad luck.

He turned on his heel to leave, but felt several hands on his arms and shoulders. He cried out and struggled to get away, but there were suddenly several hands across his ankles and knees. He almost pitched forward, but he was quickly carried away, kicking and screaming.

A short trip later, he was deposited someplace he couldn’t see. He was blindfolded, bound, and gagged. Had he been elsewhere, this might have been a good thing, but he really wanted to keep his soul.

There was a tapping sound, like someone drumming their nails on a table. Dago tried to look in that direction futilely.

“Well, well,” came a frighteningly deep voice, “Who knew you’d come crawling back. You aren’t very worth a lot, but I’ll take what I can get. You enjoy the craft, after all, don’t you? Just delayed your time here, that’s all.”

Dago tried to say something around the gag in his mouth, but it just came out as pitiful muffled cries. There was only one person who could be in front of him right now and that was about the last person Dago ever wanted to see or hear.

Asmodai rose from his throne and ripped the blindfold from Dago’s eyes. Dago looked scared and rightfully so. Asmodai glared at him from an impossibly tall stature, his ram’s horns curling from his forehead. His cruel violet eyes looked amused and merciless. In a flash of motion, Asmodai began to tear Dago’s clothes from him. Dago tried to bite down on his tongue, but couldn’t. He shut his eyes and just prayed that he’d live through being cruelly **** by a Lord of Sin.